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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I was raised where the gravel runs
Where the dog runs free and the work don’t done
Sunup on my face, mud on my jeans
Got calloused hands and old-school genes
Daddy said, "Boy, keep your head on straight"
Earn your keep, don’t ever fake
I don’t chase smoke, I don’t feed the flame
I just clock in and do my thing
[Pre-Chorus]
If you talk too loud, I let it slide
Got too much dirt under my nails to mind
I bend that steel, I haul that load
I keep my cool on a rough dirt road
[Chorus]
Cut from a different cloth
Yeah, I’m built too tough
I love this land, I stand my ground
I work hard, I don’t back down
Cut from a different cloth
That’s enough, that’s enough
You bring the bullshit, I let it pass
I was born to work, not to brag (different cloth)
[Verse 2]
Mornin’ starts with the rooster crow
Tailgate down and the payload slow
I’ve seen broke-down days and pay-check weeks
Still I smile with these dirty sleeves
Ain’t scared of heat, ain’t scared of rain
Ain’t scared of folks who love to complain
I keep my boots on the honest path
And I leave that noise in the aftermath
[Pre-Chorus]
If you want a fight, you’re wastin’ breath
I’d rather sweat than be full of regret
I know my worth, I know my lane
I don’t flinch when they call my name
[Chorus]
Cut from a different cloth
Yeah, I’m built too tough
I love this land, I stand my ground
I work hard, I don’t back down
Cut from a different cloth
That’s enough, that’s enough
You bring the bullshit, I let it pass
I was born to work, not to brag (different cloth)
[Bridge]
Let them talk while I stack my days
Pick up the tools and cut both ways
I ain’t fancy, I ain’t dressed to shine
But I’m exactly what I said I’d be every time
[Chorus]
Cut from a different cloth
Yeah, I’m built too tough
I love this land, I stand my ground
I work hard, I don’t back down
Cut from a different cloth
That’s enough, that’s enough
You bring the bullshit, I let it pass
I was born to work, not to brag (different cloth)
Details
GeneratedAug 22, 2026
Duration3:12
LanguageEnglish
Style
Country rap with stomping kick-snare, fingerpicked acoustic guitar, and a dusty 808 bounce; verse rides tight half-spoken twang over sparse banjo ticks, pre-chorus opens with handclaps and rising steel, chorus hits with gang vocals, wide doubles, and a chantable hook. Add boot-heel stomps, slide-guitar fills between lines, and a short turntable scratch before the last chorus. Gritty, punchy, and front-porch loud., rap, country
Credits
Prompt byDusty_Hat
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Country rap song about loving American and being cut from a different cloth kinda country boy that works hard and don’t get bothered by the bullshit
